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 Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:32 am
A maned wolf trudged along the grass, showing off his new 'tattoos'. They were neat, and he loved them! However, he was careful, as well. They washed off after some time, so he'd been warned. He wanted to keep them for a while still, as he didn't have any means of renewing them.
He scented the air. He was kind-of hungry. Not much, but perhaps he should try and catch something. He smelled the unmistakable odor of hare, and decided to follow it, ears perked slightly, as his steps became more cautious. He didn't want to scare it off before he had a chance!
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:41 am
A hare sat, unawares, on a rock. Well, not exactly sat. It was an awkward position Iva had, twisted around to lick a hind leg. It was healing, with him taking care of it. He hadn't 'hunted' many hawks lately because of it either. He disliked this, hunting hawks was something Iva was so proud of.. He liked being this different hare. He wanted to be -known-. Remembered. Who ever would remember a hare?
Not only that, but it was fun. He got feathers, and enjoyed them, sometimes even managing some down feathers to make a bed. A very -soft- bed. It was great. But now here he was with a hurt leg, that was just great! He snorted, and finished cleaning his leg, curling up slightly.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:51 am
There it was! Fumbi was proud of himself. He was usually such a lousy hunter! But he's found a hare! And it looked like an easy catch. He crouched, and slinked over quietly, careful with his steps. He was going to catch it, he was going to catch it!
Excited, the maned wolf leaped towards the rock, but to his displeasure, as he made the last few steps, he'd been clumsy enough to step on a stick,ad the hare noticed. It squeaked in surprise, and leaped into the air. Fumbi blinked as he found himself flying over the rock, and a hare landing.. on his head.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:55 am
"What are ya, mental?! " The hare was squeaking in annoyance, his small paws scratching at the back of the maned wolf's head, and surprisingly, the canine didn't move, probably too surprised to. The hare was kind of satisfied, though. It hadn't expected him to talk!
"Though you could catch me?! " He chuckled kind of smugly, then hopped over Fumbi's ears, landing in front of him for eye level. "Me, Iva, the hawk hunter? " He gave a bunny-snort nod, as if saying 'serves you right'. "I mean come on. You're never gonna catch this. " He rolled his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:58 am
Purple eyes blinked, curious, confused as he was bested by a hare, that was now yapping a bit. However, when the hare said his name, Fumbi's ears perked up. So this was Iva! The hare he'd heard about! The maned wolf shuffled up so quickly it caused Iva to recoil slightly, wary.
"You're Iva! " He gasped.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:04 am
Iva was surprised, to say the least, as the maned wolf shot up to his haunches, perked. He had been afraid it'd go for him again, but it didn't look interested in eating him anymore, since he'd just spoke. They didn't usually eat the hare's that could be spoken to.
However, his surprise was even greater when the maned wolf seemed to recognize his name. And he was slightly.. pleased. A predator knew him. He was being remembered! If only slightly.. But he was still being remembered. "Yes.. " He said slowly. "And who are you. " This was more a demand, not a question.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:07 am
Oh! Oh he knew the answer to that one! Fumbi, now out of the graveyard, was back to his normal jumpy self, and even silly questions made him eager to please.
"I am Fumbi! " He nodded quickly, dropping onto his belly to be in eye level with the hare again, tail wagging rapidly behind him. "I heard of you, Iva! You hunt hawks! And get their feathers! " He nodded rapidly once more. "I heard it from two birds! They were sitting in a tree! " He grinned proudly. Ooh, he'd found out information!
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:22 am
Oookay, mr. weirdo. Lets just pretend we understand you. Iva snorted, brows quirking at the canine's antics, ears perked an alert, as if having an effort to really make out what the maned wolf was saying-- it did talk pretty fast. His tail twitched idly a bit, and he looked around, tempted to just leave.
"Okaay. And why are you here? " Dumb question, yes. But he might as well entertain this idiot a bit. And ear folded, as if he were still a bit caution. Maybe this was a game.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:27 am
The maned wolf frowned. He could kind of tell the hare wasn't so pleased by his presence. Was he doing something wrong? Then again, he'd heard Iva was kind of hot headed, perhaps it came from being so strange and different. This hare was, undoubtedly, strange. Yet it was neat, at the same time. Impressive, interesting. It baffled Fumbi slightly, a hare holding its own against predators, like lions, and hawks, and even himself!
"Well, I was gonna eat you. " He said, casually, as if it wen't any big deal. But really, could the hare blame him? After all, he had been trying to hunt Iva, hadn't he? It was quite obvious that he'd wanted to eat. But right now.. that was far from his mind.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:32 am
Iva snorted in annoyance. Did Fumbi think he didn't know?! "Fumbi, don't insult me. I know you were going to eat me. " He frowned, furrowing his brows a bit. But.. Well, maybe he shouldn't get mad at the maned wolf. He had asked.
"Is there anything else? I otta get home soon. Gotta heal this leg some hyena hurt. " He 'sneered', though a bunny sneer didn't exactly look at bitter as a lions, or wolfs. After all, they ere herbivores, and had those big front teeth.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:44 am
He tilted his head. Hyena. Iva.Why id that click in his head? It just was.. Oh! kailasa! "Hyena! Was it gray? With white paws! " He asked urgently, remembering Kailasa. She'd been nice enough to Fumbi, but near the end of their meeting, it'd bee revealed that, after Iva having stolen a bit of her mane, she wanted to kill him.
Fumbi didn't want iva to get killed. Odd as it seemed, he slightly admired the hare. He was glad for something so different in the word, so surprising and unexpected. He wanted Iva to live, and keep doing what he did.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:49 am
Iva blinked in surprise. Did this Fumbi know the hyena? He grew edgy, afraid. Perhaps he wanted to avenge the attack on the hyena, which just might be his friend. Oh crap!
"Yes.. " He said slowly, green eyes wide. Perhaps he was more surprised that Fumbi knew exactly which hyena Iva had gotten mane from.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 11:02 am
"I met her! " Fumbisaid, starting to sound a bit more serious. "Her name is Kailasa. " He nodded, perking his ears at Ia, then sitting up again, as if he looked too silly to be giving such important information. "I was at the graveyard the other day, and I ran into her. Well, she said that a hare had stolen some of her mane! "
He said gravely, and eyes Iva, as the hare seemed to get more interested. "I told her I'd heard about a hare that did stuff like that. Namely you! " Namely! Such a smart word he'd just used. "And she confirmed it. The hare was you. Just like you. " He hesitated, as if giving Iva space to say anything.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 11:03 am
Iva folded his arms. Where was this guy trying to get to? So what if he'd met the hyena Iva d stolen mane from? Though, he grew a bit worried when Fumbi said he'd told her who Iva was. Perhaps she'd look for him now.
"What're ya getting at? " He asked, trying to keep an edge out of his voice. He didn't want to sound afraid.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 11:07 am
"Well.. " Fumbi frowned. He didn't quite want to tell this hare someone was out to kill him. "She.. Um.. She was very angry at you. " He stalled, folding his ears back, then growing even more hesitant by the searching glare the hare shot at him. Was he being scolded by.. By a -hare-?!
"She wants to kill you someday! " He said finally, as if it were a huge effort.
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